| Lyrics: | (feat. Timbaland)
[Timbaland]
Uh, c'mon, uh,
c'mon
[Fabolous]
Uh, William H. Bonnie, ma' I make you famous
[Fabolous]
Some
little pretty mami's is all I need (yeah)
Hennessy, Cristal and sticky weed (uh huh)
A
little drop sports coupe's all I want (yeah)
And I brought the hammer if y'all front
(woooh)
Yeah, the kid been makin these mami's, yell "papacita"
Since Kangols and
shell-top Adidas
Love when te-ta's look like they'll pop through beaters
And the hips won't
fit in the L-drop two-seater
But ma' I ain't the type to love ya
I'm a triflin, good for
nothin, type a brother
This cute face'll make your wife smile
And I check in two bags and
one's just a suitcase full of Lifestyles
And we both rent out playa
Difference is you a
sweet subsitute, I'm a Penthouse playa
Y'all seen my rings borders
It's full of queen and
king's daughters, as clean as spring water
'F's for freakin, 'A's alright (yeah)
'B's for
bottles that pop all night (uh huh)
'O's for the ounces that I got (say what)
That we blow
everday, know why, why not?
[Chorus]
Right now you probably like me, but
Later on
you gonna love me and
Right now you probably want me, but
Later on you gonna need me and
(yeah)
Right now you don't like me, but
Later on you gonna hate me (what)
And I just got
to do it
Fuck y'all, I'm a keep doin my thing
It's the hoodrat Hugh Hefner, that bend
dimes, too
The five plus one, sittin on ten times two
Shorty when I'm through....
I'm a
know if you nice on the mic and if your friend rhyme, too
It's so funny how I suit th |
